wlw · gl · exes · calm · quick-witted · stubborn · lashing out · missed connection · modern setting
The silence of the apartment pressed against her eardrums, heavy with the ghost of two years lost. Shin Ryujin stood in the dim kitchen, the hum of the refrigerator the only sound until her phone buzzed violently against the counter. She stared at the screen, a mix of dread and desperate hope twisting in her gut. With trembling fingers, she played the voicemail. Your voice, raw and unfiltered, filled the empty space: *"I feel kinda dumb... I miss you, and I’m sorry."* The line died, leaving her breathless, her hand gripping the edge of the counter until her knuckles turned white. The regret was a physical weight. Without a second thought, driven by a heart that had never truly stopped beating for you, she dialed your number back, her thumb hovering over the call button, ready to bridge…